Guitar Heroes by biotwist
In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
here in the love of Christ I stand.
(In Christ alone! who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.)
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life’s first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand.
‘Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword?’ - Romans 8:35 (ESV)
was just reading a devotional on that verse by john piper, and two things stood out -
1) Jesus didn’t just show a moment of love at the cross, His love is still a ‘moment-by-moment’ action on us, as He intercedes for us at the right hand of God.
it may be like ‘duh, i knew that..’; but seriously, think about it, He’s still actively praying for you, protecting you, praying that you wouldn’t fall into temptation, pursuing you, fighting for you, uttering to God and over you the plans and destiny He has for you, fighting for your heart, fighting for your affection and surrender, right now. He’s still the Servant-King; an active, here-and-now lover, still. and always.
2) The Love of Christ holds those who love, believe and trust in Him inseparable from Him. it doesn’t matter who you are or what you’ve done, you have access to His love through the simple act of believing.
trust, and realise that He is not at all foreign, but very unexpectedly familiar to our deepest parts.
this love won’t spare us from pain, calamities, or death, but secures us as inseparable from Him, His kingdom, and His eternal joy even through trial, distress, tribulation, and even death.
there is now absolutely nothing that can take away this Treasure we have in our hearts, this hope we have for the future, this Love we have for every day, and this God that calls us His very own.
Looks nice, but I doubt this shit’ll work…
For lack of a better name, this song’s called “The Edwina Song”.
A song I wrote in 5 minutes to ask a girl out. I think she misinterpreted “go out with me”. Oh well…
I should have this printed and pasted on my laptop for each DJ gig.
This may sound crazy but I actually had one person ask me 20 of the questions listed in one night.
She kept insisting to play her Britney Spears track list. At first I refused but to appease her I threw in a song to make her happy.
After playing her song she insisted I play her entire track list because “the crowd” wanted to listen to it. When I told her I’m not going to play anymore Britney she yanked out my cables and stuck it into her iPod. Crazy woman.
Well, what happened after that was the best. The owner of the house pulled out her handphone threw it into a mug of beer and completely destroyed it. Lol.
I’ve honestly never written anything to do with an orchestra before so this is a first for me. It was written for a friend’s theater module project thing in school or some shit like that and she needed some epic battle song. So here’s just me fooling around with MIDI and it so happens that she likes it. I present to you, for lack of a better name, Grace Wee’s Epic Battle Song
Written by Luke Nicholas Foo
Instruments and Arrangements by Luke Nicholas Foo
King Albert Park. Can’t believe this place is closing its doors. Back in the day, I used to work at the video store upstairs, age 17 to be exact. No its not Video EZ, if anyone is as old as I am now that little nook of a store used to be called called Hollywood Video. A dank and dark place reminisce of an adult film store that you would probably find littered in the Heart of Perth city. To take another stab at my youth again, they were VHS rentals. Yes, those ridiculous black bricks containing rolls of tape that no matter how much you try taking care of them, always gets moldy. Despite the little stores awkward location it always maintained its regular stream of customers, mainly consisting of expatriates and their giggly kids from nearby private schools. God knows how many numbers I’ve scored with the ladies recommending the Omen 3 for their slumber parties. Its works every time without fail. To prove that theory right I actually tried it again a couple of years later in Gramophone, the other record store I used to work in. 100 percent hit rate. The best part is, I haven’t even watched the movie before. Another highlight of King Albert back then was the introduction of Its indoor playground which used to take up most of the second floor when It first opened its doors to the public, not to mention the embarrassing Mcparties held in the room next door. Hamburglar and Grimace, who come up with these guys? Judging from his get up Hambuglar is a fugitive and a petty criminal that snatches cheeseburgers from the patrons of McDonalds. There’s a cash register and this guy is aiming for cheeseburgers. Grimace, a mountain of purple, what was this creature I would ask myself? My confused, young state of mind took the question to one of higher intelligence. “Mum, what’s the meaning of grimace?” her reply was, “oh, its like when you’re in pain, or maybe when you choke, you have that look in your face… That’s grimace.” So I grew up thinking Grimace was choking on a burger the Hamburglar offered it, maybe a bad pickle caused the pent up excruciating pain. Great. Thanks mum. To top off the weirdness, enter the Fry Guys. Mum, how can they be fries? Theres no such thing as blue and pink fries. I think that was the defining moment where my parents put a full stop on answering any questions regarding the origins of these characters ever again. I wonder why the jungle gym had to go though. It all ended so abruptly. I guess the management noticed there was more blood flowing down the slides than actual fun. I remember that There would always be an oversized buffalo of a kid mowing down the smaller ones. I don’t think Endless fighting and assaulting one another with the plastic colored balls from the ball pool was what Macs was trying to incorporate in their quest towards family fun. I wished they would have kept the miniature train that would encircle the eatery , I used to envision myself owning one myself and having it do that around my future apartment. From a place that expat parents used to dump their preschool kids, KAP has evolved into what it is now. A dump for older kids. Namely from the surrounding Ivy league schools along Bukit Timah, Ngee Ann poly and SiM . Buy one $2 cheeseburger, laptop in hand, pack of Marlboros and “lay-pak” after school. Anyone gives you a look, show them your half eaten stone cold burger and give them the dirty look back. Yes, I admit, guilty as charged. No space in the library? Go KAP lah. Hot day? Bus stop too packed? Go down KAP blow aircon first. No money to take your girlfriend out to dinner because you spent the last schillings of your miserable pocket money. Go KAP and redeem your Monopoly winnings. Free drink, free fries, free drink coupon. Kao dim. King Albert Park Macs, you will be dearly missed. By Ian Nicholas http://flpbd.it/drkGA